Sore Loser

When will I give up this fight
The one settled 12 months before
Yesterday I had the upper hand
But today has left me sore.

i have lost to another

I cannot seem to let go
Of a battle that wages my head
The ups and downs I feel
Do not matter in the end.

it tears me inside out

A selfish stale perspective
Subtle corrosion of my thinking
Tastes of bitterness in my mouth
The envy I've been drinking.

double standard as my law book

So step away and look
This injustice is not true
She takes steps the other way
A future I always knew.

now i am without

When will I see freedom
Shallow lungs hinder deep breath
Will I balance my perspective
Or keep it to my death?

i may have lost the battle...